It was good to be back on the farm
Home sweet home I thought
With all of its rustic charm
Not much, but really the only one I've got
Grandpa had bought it before the war
Then both of his boys went to fight
One in the Army and one in the Marine Corps
Nobody has ever seen either burial site
Each is on the opposite end
One in France and one in the Philippine sea
Grandma's heart never did mend
It finally gave out back in 1953
Mom became the owner a decade later
When Gramps got pinned under the John Deere
And went on to meet his Creator
Somehow Mom managed to persevere
Two years later she met my dad
He was the new mechanic in town
And replaced her clutch when it went bad
The next year, she was in a wedding gown
They always made sure I had new shoes
But now it's my turn to provide the care
They both go to bed after the news
I smile when I hear them repeat the Lord's prayer
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The home feeling the poet made a good poem and likes.